Tantric Love

Tantric Love
Перевод на английский Д. Ковалевского с помощью ИИ.

I love you madly — yet in tranquil fire,
I drink you like a sunlit spring’s desire.
Again I melt into the Universe,
Like cloud beneath the sun — consumed, dispersed.

O night, you lift us toward the stars on high,
And into boundless depths dissolve our “I.”
With divine hand you still the course of time
And turn our ecstasy to the sublime.

O Mother Nature, your Supreme Design
Shall sanctify creation as divine;
Cleanse the soul and raise it toward the sky,
Anoint it with your sacred waters high.

Your warmth — the warmth of some far-distant sphere —
Flows into me, a living current clear.
From tender bliss I waken, soft and slow,
Returning to your earthly, quiet glow.

Let the Universal current freely stream
Through us — the living axis of the Whole —
Pouring into mortal and immortal souls,
Leaving its trace in every soul it fills.

Your spirit shall once more be set alight,
Blinded by its own mysterious light;
And from its glow another heart shall warm,
Awakening hope in hundreds yet unborn.